A/N: And here it is, the last chapter. The ending is a bit terse (maybe abrupt) but it's where my fingers decided to take it. If the mood strikes me, I may write a one or two chapter companion piece about their lives after the war. This is also where I think it probably moves from a polyamory piece into more of a 'harem', but *shrug*. Again…things move quick because I really just wanted some closure to the piece rather than leave it as one of a bunch of unfinished Whiskey Wedding pieces.

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Time seemed to creep by and yet fly by at the same time. Voldemort's Death Eaters raided a few villages, causing more panic than actual harm. Harry managed to find Ravenclaw's diadem in the Room of Requirement. It took the four of them some searching, but Luna finally stumbled on the diadem resting on the bust of an ugly looking wizard and two quick swipes of Gryffindor's sword (they destroyed Helga's cup at the same time) and Voldemort was down to one horcrux remaining. And then it was June and exams were upon them.

Harry was sitting there trying to remember if the baneberry needed to be crushed or chopped when Professor Flitwick slammed open the door. Harry looked across his cauldron and caught Harley's eyes as the Professor's words registered, Hogwarts was under attack. Harry shut off his flame and then reached for Harley's hand as they both took off down the hallway, thinking 'of course they attack when Dumbledore is out of the country'. They made the trip to their quarters faster than they thought possible and within moments after arriving they had let Bella know and were dressed for battle. Harley was just finishing making sure her hair stayed out of her eyes by putting it up in her customary pigtails when Luna flew into the room. She flew to Harry and wrapped her arms around him and the pair was quickly joined by the other two women in the room. Luna finally whispered, "Be careful out there, we can't lose you."

Harry gave a weak smile before turning and kissing each of them gently, "That goes for all of you as well, I can't lose any of you either."

They waited for Luna to put on her dragon hide armor and then walked as a group to the front doors of Hogwarts. Harry smiled as he saw all of the members of the DA standing there, nervous but ready. Professor McGonagall was working on activating all of the castle's old defenses and Harry couldn't help but laugh at how brilliant magic was when the statues and suits of armor all moved from their resting places and formed up into fighting units.

Harry stood just outside the front doors and watched as a group of about 50 Death Eaters worked on bringing the castle's wards down. He looked behind him and gave a grim smile as he watched aurors, hit wizards, unspeakables and members of the Order of the Pheonix were running towards the entryway from various parts of the castle; apparently the Death Eaters weren't able to block the Floo network this time.

Seeing everyone arrive made Harry remember something. He knelt down and called our softly, "Dobby." When Dobby arrived, Harry cut off his usual greeting, "Dobby, my friend, I have a big favor to ask. If you can't do it, I will understand because I have a feeling it will take a lot of magic. I need to you to bring Batman here."

Dobby nodded his head solemnly, "Dobby understand. Take lots of magic but Dobby have enough. Dobby bring Harry's Batty friend."

Harry smiled at him, "Thank you Dobby," and then Dobby popped away.

Harry and his four ladies walked slowly away from the doors to the castle. They stopped about 100 m from the castle and spread out into a rough semi-circle. Harry smiled when there was a pop and a grunt from his left, turning to greet Batman, "I thought you might like a chance to try out your new armor." Then he tossed a few capsules at him, "Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder, works like a smokescreen but better, at least for magical battles." Then Harry got serious, "I need you to cause as much mayhem as possible. These people aren't used to hand-to-hand combat, it's too Muggle for them." Then he turned to his girls, "I need you three lovely ladies to keep everyone off of me once Voldemort actually takes the field. I can't have any distractions while I'm fighting him and there is nobody else I trust to have my back." He smiled at them as they nodded back.

Harry then gave a grim nod to the pair that strode up. Remus growled, "I saw Fenrir out there, he's mine."

Harry placed his hand on Remus's shoulder, his eyes suddenly losing focus as he cast a spell. The rest of the group gasped as Remus's face shifted to take a more lupine shape, yet remaining human. When he looked over at Nym, she gasped in surprise as his amber eyes were glowing. When Harry pulled his hand away, he gave Remus a smirk, "It's a little Bell family magic. Apparently lycanthropy runs in their family and they've developed some interesting ways to deal with it and even utilize it. You'll have access to parts of your wolfish nature for the next couple of hours while being fully cognizant of yourself. I'll warn you though, you'll be right knackered when the spell wears off. And then I strongly suggest you contact the Bells after all of this is over, I think they can help you."

Remus gave Harry a grim smile, a low rumble coming from his chest, "Thank you Harry." Harry just nodded his response, words not necessary at that point.

Then Harry turned back towards the gates and gave a grim smile as Voldemort strode up and lent his power to the ward breakers. Once Voldemort joined in, the wards didn't last much longer and Harry actually felt it when they dropped. He didn't have to look back to know that the field behind him was filled with allies, all ready to fight and possibly die if it meant the Dark Lord's terrible reign finally came to an end. Bruce suddenly whispered to him, "The snake, the snake looks like that locket and it moves, just like the signal I kept seeing." Harry gave a barely perceptible nod, letting the dark knight know he had heard him.

There was a pregnant silence in the air until a Death Eater let out a battle cry and the Dark Lord's army started their charge towards Hogwarts. Harry stood at the front, waiting patiently, staff in his left hand, his original wand in his right. Harry had originally grabbed the Elder wand, in fact it was in his spare wand holster on his right ankle, but something about fighting Voldmort made him grab his Holly and Pheonix tail feather wand.

When the Death Eaters were closing in on 100 meters, Harry started a low chant and then brought the staff down with a loud thud. The ground under the charging Death Eaters suddenly erupted with spikes of earth, killing a few and injuring many. Harry then brought his staff across his body in an arc while casting again and a cutting curse flew from the staff. The distance lessened the effect of the curse, but even at that distance it had a devastating effect. Earthen spears were lopped in half, limbs were separated from bodies and cuts appeared on many Death Eaters. Harry gave a grim smile as he heard the telltale sounds of a few Death Eaters apparating away.

The remaining Death Eaters had made it through the earthen war zone by this time and the fight was joined in earnest. Harry had to chuckle to himself as Batman was no longer at his side and he had no clue when he had left. Harry focused himself back on the fight in front of him. Harry was using the staff with devastating effectiveness to keep the area around him free of Death Eaters and anyone who got through his spell casting was quickly taken care of by one of the girls.

The sheer destructive power is what brought Voldemort into the battle. He had hoped that he would be able to quickly overwhelm the castle and then take Harry Potter out at his leisure. But the brat apparently came ready to play. The Dark Lord strode casually through the swath of earthen spears and came to a stop about 20 meters from Harry. The fighting in their vicinity seemed to stall as they approached one another, even the sounds of fighting in the distance seemed to be muted.

The Dark Lord bowed his head slightly, "It seems as if you've learned a few tricks since we last met, Mr. Potter."

Harry smirked at him, "That would be Lord Potter to you, Tom. I am Head of a Most Ancient and Most Noble House, and you, you're just a Gaunt; well, you aren't even that anymore."

Voldemort let out an enraged shriek and the battle was joined. Those that were able to watch the battle would recount it with awe for years to come. The two wizards threw everything they had at each other. Harry's staff lay unused on the ground (while staves were great for battles, they were pants at fights) as they slung spell after spell at each other. Riddle threw up shields, transfigured the ground, cast unforgivable and other dark, dangerous spells. Harry relied more on dodging and his shields, choosing to conserve his magical energy for his offensive spells. And was he throwing offensive spells, cutting curses, exploding curses, anything that he thought would give him an advantage in the fight.

Then the moment came that turned the fate of the battle. Harry caught movement out of the corner of his eye and thought, 'finally, I've got you'. He turned from Voldemort and cast Sectumsempra, catching Voldemort's pet snake off guard. The spell sliced through the snake, leaving it in ribbons and a shriek was heard from the black cloud that erupted from its head. That distraction was his undoing though, he hadn't recharged his shield after the last spell had hit, so when Voldemort hit it with his next curse it shattered and the Avada Kedavra that followed right behind it struck Harry just as he was turning back.

Bella screamed as she watched the bright green beam hit her Harry. She watched as he flew back and landed in a heap on the ground, leaving even Voldemort stunned for a moment. The Dark Lord's cackle brought her back and she was running. She slid to the ground, pulling his head into her lap and stroking his hair, her tears dripping onto his face. Harley and Luna were only seconds behind her as they surrounded him, their tears mixing with Bella's on Harry's face.

Harry suddenly shot up with a gasp, pulling at his armor and cursing up a storm, "Bloody hell, Merlin's saggy balls that hurts. He finally managed to pull the armor off and they could see a bloody circle cut into his side where the curse hit. They didn't have time for anything as Harry's curse had brought Voldemort's attention back to them, although his surprise at Harry getting up (yet again from a Killing Curse) did gain them some time.

Harry whispered, "Go, I'm fine." He smiled as his wives got to their feet, their expressions grim. Then he noticed that Voldemort had thrown up some kind of shield bubble around him and he was facing away from them, his wand moving in a complex pattern. Suddenly a green light started circling in the air between Voldemort and the gates to the school's grounds. The light started circling faster and spreading outwards. When the light was moving so fast that it looked like it formed a continuous circle the background inside the circle changed. The sky inside the circle was a blood red with black clouds and the landscape was barren and broken; and then a creature out of their nightmares reached through and grabbed the edge of the circle as if it were solid and pulled himself through.

Bruce found a secluded area and paused in his fighting to watch what was happening with the leader of the opposing forces. When he saw what started coming through the portal, his face turned ashen; demons. He knew they were in trouble, he couldn't fight demons on his own, even with Harry's apparent power. So he desperately called out, "Dobby!"

Dobby appeared with a pop, "Yes Harry's Batty?"

Bruce didn't even have time to gripe about the name the elf used, "If I give you coordinates in the States can you pop there and bring back some people?" Dobby nodded cautiously. Bruce grabbed the small elf's shoulder, speaking softer, "Even if it will be multiple trips?"

Dobby nodded, his expression resolved, "Dobby can do that Master Batty."

Bruce then opened up his communicator, making calls to Clark, Diana, Barry and Oliver. He got their exact coordinates from Diana and Oliver and they promised to be ready, although everyone but Diana was skeptical of his ability to get there in under five minutes. When he was done with the calls, he gave Dobby the coordinates for each of them. Luckily Barry agreed to speed over to Oliver's place in Star City to reduce the number of trips Dobby had to make.

Bruce gave out a grim smile as Superman landed next to him a few minutes later. Clark was surprised when a small creature popped in with Diana before quickly popping out. A minute later, Oliver and Barry were standing next to him, with the small creature sitting on the ground next to them, seemingly out of breath. Before anyone could say anything, Bruce just pointed behind Oliver at the flood of demons pouring through the breach.

The other four got into their fighting stances, but before they could join the battle Bruce warned, "These aren't normal humans either so be careful. They have magic and it can be deadly." At their nods, they joined the battle.

Harry had finally broken down the shield Voldemort had erected around him; unfortunately it was too late to stop him from stabilizing and locking the portal into place. Voldemort turned back to Harry as his shield fell, his eyes showing his madness. The two of them fell back into their battle, ignoring everything around them.

Harley had felt useless during the first battle as she didn't have many long ranged options and Bella and Luna always took care of any issues before they got too close. Now, all of her talents were being put to the test as demons swarmed at them. Harley danced around Harry and her lovers, her hammer swinging this way and that sending demons flying away in crumpled heaps. She saw the big W go sprinting by and took the time to wave at her before flipping over a charging demon and bringing her hammer down on top of its head.

It didn't take long for the Death Eaters to realize the demons didn't distinguish between sides, they attacked and/or ate whatever was in their path. They soon found themselves standing side-by-side with the 'Light' forces, shooting spells at the demons. This made Bella and Luna's lives easier as they only had to focus on the demons, rather than wizards and witches shooting spells at them while the demons were charging at them. After ten minutes of chaotic battle, they finally moved into a fighting formation that worked for them, Bella and Luna stood about 3 m apart and about 3 m behind Harry with their backs towards each other while Harley moved gracefully around them, crushing anything that got through their spells.

Oliver looked around the battlefield as he left the group, trying to find the most advantageous point to begin his assault. While he moved quickly behind the front lines, he muttered under his breath, "Great, I didn't bring enough arrows."

A hand on his arm stopped him, and he turned to find an older redhead that had a tired look in her eyes, as if she had seen far too many battles like this. She gave him a weak smile, "I think I can help with that."

Oliver raised his eyebrow when pointed a stick, her wand he guessed, at his quiver and muttered some words he didn't understand. She let out a sigh when she was done, "Whatever you pull out will be immediately replaced with an identical arrow."

Oliver nodded and then reached out and grabbed her wrist to get her attention, "Thank you."

The woman nodded, seeming to think about something, "My niece is out there and I don't know where she is. She looks like a younger version of me, at least I like to think so. Can you keep her safe if you see her, she's all that I have left." Oliver knew that in the heat of battle, saving one life if it meant losing more wasn't the right choice, but he could at least give this woman that helped him some comfort, so he gave her a curt nod before sprinting out into the battle, his bow drawn.

Harry knew they were starting to lose the battle, the demons were pouring through the portal faster than they could be dealt with. So he tried something desperate.

When he heard Voldemort yell out Avada Kedavra, Harry shot his wand forward with Expelliarmus. The two spells clashed together and their wands were linked, yet again. Harry pushed with all of his will, watching as the globe of power where the two spells met started moving towards Voldemort. While Voldemort's attention was focused solely on moving the destructive force back towards Harry, Harry knelt down and pulled the Elder wand from its hidden holster on his left leg. Harry gave one last push of his will, hoping to keep the Dark Lord's attention occupied and then brought the Elder wand up, growling out "Avada Kedavra."

The look on the Dark Lord's face as he heard those words would have been priceless if the situation wasn't so dire. He tried to break the connection between the wands, but was too slow as the bolt of green caught him square in the chest. Harry gave a grim smile as the Dark Lord crumpled to the ground, dead.

Harry fell forward, his hands on his knees as he caught his breath. He wearily looked up to find the portal still open, damn, he thought it would close when Voldemort died. He let out a weary sigh as he bent down and picked up his staff. Harry limped forward to where Tom Riddle, the former Dark Lord, lay dead by his hand. He planted the staff firmly on the ground and stared at the portal, wondering how he could close it when he didn't even know how it was opened.

He finally drew into himself, his eyes starting glowing green as he pushed his raw magic through the staff with only one thing on his mind, destroy the portal. Now, as mentioned previously, magic is all about intent. It doesn't hurt when that intent is backed with an iron will. Harry had three wives to protect and that was central in his thoughts as he poured his magic and his will into closing the portal. The golden beam that erupted from the staff was blinding to everyone within 20 m of the young wizard and any demons that were unlucky to be caught within 10 m of its path were immediately vaporized. The beam struck the portal for nearly a minute, the green light circling the opening slowing down until it could be seen as it moved around the circle. When it finally stopped moving, the portal collapsed in on itself with a loud pop, cutting the two demons that had been moving through it in half.

When the portal closed with a pop, Harry gave a small smile and then collapsed to the ground. Again, Bella was the first to arrive at his prone body, pulling his head into her lap and stroking his hair. The fact that he was breathing, albeit with slow, shallow breaths, kept her from completely falling apart. She started calling for a healer as she was enveloped in the arms of the other wives.

Harry woke up on the floor of a pure white room. He shook his head slightly, wincing at the bit of a headache he had, so maybe not dead then as he could still feel pain. The rich laugh caused him to turn to find Lady Death sitting there on a bench a few feet away. She pat her hand on the seat next to her and Harry got up and sat with her. He finally turned his attention from looking around to his companion, "Am I dead?"

Death shrugged, "Not really, you are in a place between life and death at the moment."

Harry sighed, "Am I going to die?"

Death shrugged, "If you wanted to pass on, I wouldn't stop you." She shrugged again, "But that would be selfish of me."

Harry tipped his head to the side, studying Death, "Why would that be selfish?"

Death leaned in and brushed her lips over his before deepening the kiss. When she pulled back, her eyes were closed and she muttered, "Morgana I don't know if I can be this strong." She finally looked up to find his eyes looking at her with confusion and a little bit of lust. She smiled at that part before explaining, "You, Harry, are my Master. I am yours, but at the same time, you are mine. Unfortunately we cannot be together outside of my realm, which means you must die before you can truly be mine."

Harry leaned over and brushed his lips over hers again, giving her a small smile, "You know it's not my time yet."

Death nodded, her head down, "I know, but I've waited so long to find you."

Harry nodded back, his thumb brushing over her bottom lip, "And for someone eternal as yourself, waiting a few more years won't be terrible. And it's not like you can't come see me whenever you like."

Death took his hand in hers, bringing it to her lips and placing a gentle kiss on it, "I know, it will just be difficult."

Harry sighed as he turned her around and brought her back to lean against him, "I know, but you are Death, you can be strong." He then noticed a small gray body lying on the floor a few meters away, "Sweetie, who is that?"

Death purred at the term of endearment, "Master, that is Dobby. He is also caught between life and death at the moment."

Harry frowned, his grip on the woman in his arms tightening, "What happened to him?"

Death gave a sad smile, "He used too much of his magic. Most elves would be hard pressed to make one trip across the ocean, this brave soul made three. He isn't bonded to a wizard, so he can't take in magic fast enough to replenish what he lost."

Harry asked, "What if I bonded with him, would that help?"

Death sighed, "It would increase his chances of surviving, but your own core is severely depleted after closing the portal. I don't know if either of you would survive the bonding."

Harry sighed and closed his eyes. He then gave Death a nudge and she watched as he got up and walked over to Dobby as she knew he would. He couldn't leave a friend to die if there was a chance he could save them. He knelt at Dobby's side, seeing his friend fighting to take each breath. He felt the tears start to fall down his cheeks as he gave a wet smile, "Hey there Dobby."

Dobby's eyes opened and then widened in happiness, "Dobby gets to see the Great Harry Potter one last time before he moves on. Dobby so happy."

Harry wiped at his eyes, "Why did you use all your magic Dobby, you didn't have to do it?"

Dobby gave him as hard a glare as he could in his condition, "Why is Master Harry here too then?"

Harry let out a wet chuckle, "Because we are both too noble for our own good." Then Harry reached down and placed his hand on Dobby's head, "If we are both going to go on, I'd like us to be family before we go, is that alright with you?"

Dobby's eyes got even wider if that was possible and in a move so unlike the normally overexcited elf, he just gave a single, solemn nod. Harry smiled back, "I, Harry James Potter, do accept into my family the House-elf Dobby, to give him a place to call home, to share our magic, to make each other's lives fulfilled, so mote it be."

Dobby whispered out, "So mote it be." As a silver light enveloped them, he turned back to Death with a look of confusion. She just gave him a bittersweet smile and her hand came up to her shoulder, waving a sad goodbye to him.

On the grounds of Hogwarts, the witches and wizards were cleaning up the last of the demons with the help of the Supers. Now that the influx had stopped, their job was much easier and the losses minimal. In the midst of it all, Batman slowly walked over to the group surrounding Harry carrying a small burden. He lay Dobby down next to Harry, "He brought Oliver and Barry over and then he just collapsed. He's still breathing, barely, but I thought he should be here, with his friends."

As Bruce set Dobby down next to Harry, the group was surprised when Harry's hand moved to grasp Dobby's arm. Then the all scrambled back as a silver light surrounded the pair and they began to float above the ground. As the intensity of the light grew, they had to shield their eyes, until it exploded out from the pair with a resounding gong sounding through the air. When they could see again, they found a smiling but tired Harry, trying to pry an overexcited elf off of him.

The next thing Harry knew, he was being tackled to the ground as three very relieved witches converged on him. He shushed them with soothing words, "I am fine, loves. I promise. We have to finish up out here and everyone needs to see us, to keep spirits high."

Bella grumbled, "Fine, but no more magic today mister."

Harry chuckled as he pulled her into a kiss, "Yes Dear, and I told you I wasn't going anywhere. I love you far too much to leave you after we just started our lives together." Harry then moved to Harley and then Luna, giving them similar vows of his love for them.

The six of them moved slowly around the field of battle, saddened at the loss of life they found. Harry knelt and closed the eyes of Hestia Jones, a member of the Order of the Pheonix he had met a few times. He lay his hand on the shoulder of a few students grieving over the body of Professor Sinestra. He nodded in appreciation of the many demon bodies surrounding her. He found a distraught Dennis Creavey, crying over the body of his brother Collin. There were so many dead that it tore at Harry's heart.

Harry suddenly remembered something and jogged back to the site of the battle between him and Voldemort. He picked up his armor and jogged back, tossing it to Bruce, "I think your armor weave needs to be thicker for my armor."

Bruce held up the armor, his finger running along the jagged hole in the Kevlar weave. He frowned, "It shouldn't have held its form like this."

Harry shrugged, "I didn't think so either, but apparently when the killing curse hits it, it melts or something and …" he pointed at the jagged hole, "that's what happens. It hurt like the bloody dickens when it hit."

Luna was the one that asked, "What are you talking about?"

Harry smiled, explaining, "I had Bruce outfit my dragon hide armor with smaller plates of his Kevlar armor. That's the set of armor I picked up from him on New Year's Eve. I figured if one of the few ways to stop the killing curse was for it to his something solid, like a rock, then Kevlar would be just as effective. It turns out I was right, at least for one shot."

Bella ran her finger over the hole in his armor, "This is where it hit you?"

Harry nodded, "Yah, it knocked the wind out of me when it hit."

Bella pulled a very embarrassed Batman into a hug, "Thank you." His mumbled 'welcome' was enough to satisfy Bella and she released him.

It was a logistical nightmare trying to get the Superheroes back to their homes with Dobby not able to take them. Harry finally floo'd to Gringotts and with the help of Grimfang purchased a portkey to bring them straight to his office. From there they were able to floo to the Gotham branch of Gringotts and Bruce was able to get everyone home from there.

The four Potter-Black-Peverells finally settled into their room later that evening. They stripped out of their clothes in silence and their need to be close meant that they had a shower for four to wash the dirt, blood and grime away, their touches soft and reassuring to each other that everyone was indeed safe. They crawled into bed and cuddled into one another, everyone trying to maintain contact with all of their other partners as they fell asleep.

Harry woke in the morning feeling much better than he did the night before. The small blonde haired witch wiggling in her sleep while mumbling about losing Harry triggered something in him and he caressed her cheek, waking her up. He looked into her eyes and gave her a soft smile as he brought her in for a kiss. He broke the kiss just long enough to whisper, "I love you, Luna." His mouth then devoured hers as his fingers reached between them to rub along her slit. She was read almost immediately and when he didn't move fast enough for her, she sat up and grabbed his cock, lining it up and then pushing back with a moan. Their movements had woken the other two wives up and they watched on with lust in their eyes, needing to reaffirm the fact that their Harry was alive and theirs. Bella found herself being pulled to Harry until she was straddling his head. His tongue dipping into her caused her to let out a low growl as she started rocking over his talented tongue.

As Luna crashed through her second orgasm, Harley gave her a deep kiss before giving her a nudge, "Share my little moon."

Luna reluctantly got off of Harry's cock and Harley slid into her place. She grabbed Harry's cock and rubbed in all along her slit before pushing back and letting out a groan as she buried his cock inside her. Bella panted as her third orgasm was approaching, "Morgana your ass looks so hot bouncing up and down on Harry's cock." Harley smirked back over her shoulder as she started bouncing faster, chasing her first orgasm.

Bella let herself fall to the side as her third orgasm finally peaked, her body shaking as pleasure coursed through it. Harry then saw the view that had helped push Bella over the edge, Harley riding him reverse cowgirl, her sexy little ass bouncing up and down on his cock. He growled as he grabbed her hips, thrusting up to meet her bouncing. Harley's head tipped back as she screamed Harry's name, her muscles pulsing over his cock, pushing him over the edge and shooting his load into her waiting womb.

Bella had finally recovered enough to push Harley off of Harry's lap and pointed her at the headboard. Harley smirked as she sat back, her legs spread lewdly while Harry's cum seeped from her. Bella dove in, lapping at Harley's pussy to get at her husband's seed while wiggling her ass at Harry. Harry didn't need a second hint as he moved behind her, driving into her with one hard thrust. Bella mewled into Harley's pussy as Harry took her forcefully from behind. After bringing her to her second orgasm in that position he slipped out of her and right into Luna who had moved to kneel next to Bella, wiggling her own ass at him in very tempting manner. Needless to say it was a very tired and disheveled quartet that ended up finally making dinner in the Great Hall.

They returned to their quarters in a somber mood, having heard about the losses for both sides. They returned to their bedroom, undressing and slipping under the covers, cuddling together much as they had the previous night, just getting comfort from the feeling of being in contact with their family. Harry started talking about what happened after he closed the portal. He told them about meeting Death in the place between the living and the dead and their conversation. He told them about finding Dobby there and then bonding with him, which saved both of their lives in the end.

After Harry ended his tale, the group fell quiet until Luna whispered out, "Death, please attend to us."

It took only moments until the familiar column of smoke formed and Death walked out, her gaze down, "I'm sorry, I should have told you all when we first met. But you need not worry, you don't have to share him with anyone else until it's his time."

Luna slipped from the bed and quieted the being with a finger to her lips. She tipped her head to the side in that way she has and asked, "Why do you say that you can't be with Harry until he passes into your realm?"

Death sighed, "I've tried to have relations with men on this side of the veil, I can go through the motions but I feel nothing." She sighed, "I mean I literally feel nothing. It's like nothing is even there. I've had men in my realm, and although I can feel them it has never been satisfying, almost like I'm not feeling them enough."

Luna nodded, "And what makes you think Harry is different?"

Death looked at Luna and then her gaze slipped to Harry, "The Fates told me one day. I had been complaining about how nobody in my realm had been able to make me feel enough, to satisfy me. They laughed and talked among themselves before the youngest peered out from where their heads were bowed together and gave me a smirk. She told me, 'You need only wait for your Champion to meet you in a place not of his world. He will then be your true Master and you will serve him and his Queens for all time."

Death had her head bowed when she finished, "I was almost selfish when I met Harry between worlds, but I couldn't take him from you. You three are his true Queens and I am just his servant."

Luna guided her over to the bed and motioned Harry over with her finger. Harry raised his eyebrow at her, but followed directions regardless. Luna guided Death between Harry's legs as he sat there on the edge of the bed looking at Luna for direction. Luna whispered in Death's ear, "You want to kiss him, don't you?" Death let out a small whimper and a nod. Luna continued, "Then kiss him, I know he wants you to."

Death knew it was useless, but Luna's words had ignited a fire in her and she followed her directions, futile though they were. She put her hands on Harry's shoulders and leaned down, her lips brushing over his and she felt them fan the flames of her desire until it was burning inside her. As her lips brushed over his again, she felt her robe lifted and Luna pushed two fingers inside her causing her to pull back from Harry's lips and moan lewdly into the room, "Gods that is so good, please…please."

Luna smiled as she undid Death's robe, letting it fall to the ground. Harry pulled the beautiful being to him before flipping her over and pushing into her. Death felt every inch of Harry slide into her, she groaned as her back arched trying to draw Harry deeper into her. She panted as Harry started to make slow love to her, his cock sliding slowly in and out as she was brought into kisses by everyone. Her lips tasted Harry and then they were swapped out for Bella's. Harley's lips found hers after a time and then Luna's lips, glorious Luna's lips, were on hers. She cried out wordlessly as Harry pushed her into her first orgasm ever. Death knew then why the French called it 'la petite mort' as she felt as peaceful and free as she did in her own realm. Suddenly she was back and Harry was thrusting faster, harder and she was climbing again. Oh Gods, she was going to cum again and this one would be glorious. Harry pulled her into a deep kiss and when he pulled back, his entire body arched, driving him fully into her. His seed started filling her womb and that was it for her, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she came, her body contracting in time with Harry's orgasm.

When Death regained her senses, she found herself curled against Harry's side with both his fingers and Luna's absently stroking her naked body, while both Bella and Harley were looking at her over Harry's body with knowing smirks. Death mumbled out, "How?"

It was Luna that answered, "You made one little error in your understanding of the Fate's words. The place between worlds where you met Harry after the battle is not of this world. Fate just meant that you wouldn't be able to be with Harry until he had fulfilled his part in the prophecy. Once that was accomplished and you met, you would be free to be with him."

She sounded small, nothing like an immortal being should, "So this, I can have this?"

Luna kissed the back of her neck, "You can have all of this, if you want us?"

Death turned and kissed the small blonde, "Of course I want you, I want to be with you all." Luna smiled as she curled back into Death again, their family now complete.